"Third Soul Skill·External Body Technique!"
Wukong gave a light drink, and Soul Ring's body shone brightly.
Golden light exploded like raindrops, and a hundred clones appeared in an instant!
"Fourth Soul Skill·Seventy-Two Transformations!"
As Wukong's thoughts moved again, the clone groups changed.
The ten clones transformed into Three-Eyed Golden Lion, whose body was golden and exuding the light of pure destiny. They directly surrounded Zi JI, enveloping her body with ten times the aura of practice and Fortune.
These ten Golden Lion clones were not idle either. They took steps to collect the scattered dragon carcass fragments around them.
Among the remaining clones, a batch transformed into Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, digging into the ground while deducing and understanding the rules of time reversal;
A batch of Evil-Eyed Tyrant were suspended in mid-air. While the eight tentacles acted as cranes to carry the thousand-foot-long keel, the gray Light of Time and Space was constantly flashing in the pupils;
There are also dozens of clones that have transformed into black dragons, using Di Tian's large-scale space transfer method to accurately break ground and create grooves.
As for Wukong himself, he left behind a clone of Tai Tan, and backhanded himself with a Gravity Domain that was three hundred times stronger!
Boom!
The ground beneath my feet suddenly collapsed.
Under such terrifying oppression, every time Wukong took a step, his bones made a tooth-piercing friction sound.
He did not use any Soul Power body protection. He only relied on his pure body to resist the extreme gravity, bent down and lifted a keel weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, and walked slowly towards the newly dug tomb one step at a time.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to find another person in the world who practices as hard as you."
"Give me a Gravity Domain too, and I will accompany you to cultivate your physical body."
Zi JI was very moved when he saw it, but he was not willing to lag behind and took the initiative to join in.
Under Gravity Domain.
Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.
You look for bones and I dig a hole, and I bring rocks for you to fill with soil.
The two people's movements were a bit unfamiliar at first, but as regular bone mounds rose up on the ground, their tacit understanding became more and more complete.
There is no alternation of day and night in Dragon Valley, only a constant turbid sky.
But Wukong's storage bag is filled with human food from Tiandou.
When they were tired, the two stopped what they were doing.
Return to the stone house made of granite.
Take out the braised pork and wine.
They sat drinking, chatting and laughing with each other.
Time flies...
The Boneyard is advancing deep into Dragon Valley at an alarming speed.
Strange to say, in the areas where they had properly buried and erected monuments, the original gray and violent climate had quietly disappeared, and the turbid color in the sky faded, revealing a clear shimmer.
The remnants of the dragon soul lingering over the bones not only did not dissipate, but instead surrounded the two of them, emitting long, gentle and clear chants.
Even if the two of them do not meditate deliberately, the purest energy and dragon energy in the surrounding heaven and earth will turn into gentle whirlpools and flow into their bodies continuously.
If your practice goes smoothly, you will make a thousand miles every day.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Dragon Valley I don't know the spring and autumn, but Douluo Continent's world has quietly entered the midsummer month of June.
The body of Wukong disappeared without a trace, without causing even the slightest disturbance in the human world.
Spirit City, Saintess Hall.
In the splendid deep palace.
Bibi Dong was leaning on the bedside, holding a secret letter sent by Dragon Rising City in his hand.
The letter paper was unfolded, and on it was the Soul Ring message submitted by the little writer named Wukong.
A fragmentary story called "Precious Lotus Lamp".
Bibi Dong flipped through it a few times, with a trace of unconcealable weariness and disappointment in his eyes.
What about the trivial aftermath of Yang Jian chopping up a mountain to save his mother, mixed with the love affairs between mortals and fairies, and filled with the vulgar attachment of the ignorant people of the lower world to the divine power of the heavens.
As for the secret of the Divine Realm that she wanted to pry into, it was not revealed at all in this volume.
"After all, he is just a mortal. By some chance, he occasionally caught a glimpse of the afterimage of ancient times, and thought he had understood the secret of heaven."
Bibi Dong casually threw the letter on the white jade table, rubbed his swollen temples, and ordered the maid outside the curtain in a calm tone.
"Let him write it."
"After completing the manuscript, according to the old rules, it will be sent to the Spirit Hall for review first, to confirm that there are no objections, and then to Seven Treasure Chamber of Commerce for sale."
In her eyes, the weight of Heaven-Equal has undoubtedly been reduced to the rank of ordinary literati.
Dragon Rising City, Siheyuan.
After receiving the promise from Saint Bibi Dong, the Wukong clone began writing a new book.
The book he plans to write this time is the second part of "Investiture Cataclysm", which is the story after Yang Jian and Yang Chan.
Named "God Realm Legend: Precious Lotus Lamp"
But what the story tells is not the content of the film and television drama "Precious Lotus Lamp".
It is a story adapted from the novel "Life is Long and Hate Water is Long East".
The pen tip dropped and the ink dripped.
The story begins with Yang Jian's sister Three Holy Mothers having an affair with a mortal Liu Yanchang, violating Divine Realm's strict iron law.
In order to save his sister's life, Yang Jian had to act as a cold-blooded executioner himself, suppressing his own sister under Mount Hua, and abandoning his nephew Chenxiang to the mortal world.
After sixteen years of cold and heat, this Erlang manifested the true king of Havoc in Heaven, ostensibly dispatched Divine Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to hunt down Chenxiang, Secretly, he protected him with his life and fed his moves with his blood, forcing his nephew to join the disciples of his old friend Sun Wukong, and forcing Chenxiang to become a peerless god of war who could cut down mountains to save his mother!
Mount Hua cracked, New Heavenly Rules stood.
Chenxiang became the hero of Three Realms, and Three Holy Mothers regained his freedom.
But Judicial God, who silently endured Three Realms's curse, had already been poisoned and lost all his magic power.
In order to prevent his sister from feeling guilty, Yang Jian went along with the flow and deliberately disguised himself as a despicable villain who had betrayed his family and betrayed his ambitions. He was deprived of his priesthood, had his limbs and meridians disabled, and was left like a wild dog in the mud of the world to make a living by begging for scraps.
Until later.
The ancient Divine Artifact Fuxi Water Mirror appears in this world.
The truths buried by the years are projected unreservedly between heaven and earth!
Behind each and every heinous act, there is a brother or an uncle who bears all the infamy and poisonous truths on his own in order to protect the lives of his loved ones!
Seeing this, Chenxiang knelt down and cried bitterly, Three Holy Mothers cried until he fainted, and Meishan Brothers, who had scolded him, was even more miserable.
They frantically searched for the dying Yang Jian on the street corner, knelt in front of the bed to atone for their sins, and tried to make amends with everything they had.
The reader thought that the belated warmth was finally coming.
However, the most desperate stab in the book appears just now!
The real purpose of Asura God, the mastermind behind the scenes, has just surfaced!
The account of Yang Jian Havoc in Heaven that year, Asura God has never been forgotten.
Not only that, Divine Realm's stability and expansion require the Origin of Chaos Demon Ape in Yang Jian's body as a sacrifice!
Amidst the desperate cries of Chenxiang and Three Holy Mothers, Yang Jian, who was seriously injured and had not recovered, was forcibly detained by Divine Chains and Investiture Platform was detained.
In front of all living beings, Divine Fire burned brightly.
Yang Jian closed his eyes calmly, and the wisp of True Spirit carrying the fragments of Chaos Demon Ape, together with his life's grievances and sufferings, were completely crushed by the altar and disappeared.
Three Realms is boundless.
There is no more Erlang Shen in the world.
Complete book.
The whole text is like a weeping elegiac song, which takes 'sacrifice' and 'misunderstanding' to the extreme, and the lines are full of despair and desolation that go deep into the bone marrow.
Although the refreshing article is refreshing, it will be forgotten as soon as it passes;
Only a knife can make people remember it for a lifetime.
Only when hatred and grief are intertwined can the purest and ardent faith Vow Power be squeezed out!
"Hehehe... I can't help but laugh when I think that those readers will burst into tears after reading it!"
Wukong was busy writing and writing. The more he wrote, the more excited he became. In less than half a month, he finished the new book and sent it to Spirit City.